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The Secret Meeting Pt 3
She pulled the chair from her desk and told him to have a seat. It was finally time for the real thing... the moment she had daydreamt about for a month now. He sat on the edge of the chair with his legs together just waiting to see what crazy ideas she had up her sleeve this time. Turning her back to him and sitting straight down on to his rock hard cock. As she was sliding it inside he couldn't help but moan at how tight she was and how amazing everything she did felt. He wrapped his arms around and began to play with her breasts as she bounced up and down on top of him. Both of them moaning together as if they were singing harmony together. She closed her legs together making it an even tighter fit around his thickness causing an instant reaction from him. He groaned over and over and she didn't stop, just kept going as hard and fast as she could.
By Catrina Palko7 years ago in Filthy
Strangers in a Bar
Fiona approached without any caution. He was sat at the bar alone. He definitely ticked all her boxes. He was tall, had big muscly shoulders, and looked incredible in an expensive fitted suit. He had olive skin with short designer stubble on his strong manly jaw line. Fiona had to all but refrain herself from licking her lips. He was perfect.
By Laura caress7 years ago in Filthy
12 Ways to Boost Your Bedroom Confidence
Sex is one of the very few acts that can boost your confidence, or cause it to crumble into dust. For most of us, when we’re naked in front of our partners, we get a little nervous at first. With pop culture making sex seem like a full-scale Hollywood production, it’s easy to feel a little insecure or overwhelmed when it’s time to get busy.
By Patricia Sarkar7 years ago in Filthy
I Tried ZALO’s Queen Massager, and It Totally Ruled!
If there’s one thing about sex I’ve come to learn, it’s that I love feeling like a queen in the bedroom. Good sex is decadent sex. It allows you to explore every inch of you and your partner. Sex toys make it possible to get that deep exploration, but for the longest time, their visually jarring appearances made it hard to stay in the mood.
By Ossiana Tepfenhart7 years ago in Filthy
Lexi
“She is drop dead gorgeous. I can’t even muster words to describe her, but simply poetry in human form for she reminds me of the elegance that Edger Allen Poe spoke of. The delicate way her eyelashes flutters, softly humming like an angelic harp. I was overeager for her to come over, more or less, “cum” period. I imagined that her orgasms summoned energies from the deepest parts of the jungle. Rattling a battle cry as she approach nirvana, I wanted to take part. I needed to bring her to a euphoria that I, myself have experienced, through numerous lustful encounters. The bringer of orgasms is what I pride myself on. Her yoni would be as soft as the pedal of my lotus as I envision planting the softest kiss on her Pearl. Tickle it against my tongue as our once heavenly room, become more dark, more sinful, that a fire erupted in each part of the room. I knew "Scarlett" was taken ahold as she flirted playfully at this exotic goddess next to me. Giggles that awoken the lustful demon inside me, as a newborn to the world, Lexi was new. Unexpected but new. That delighted Scarlett. It made me cringe. I envisioned a sensual essence about our escapade, not barbaric as Scarlett desired. She wanted her hair wild with captured pictures of positions in which she couldn’t get away from. Escape from. She was Scarletts’ prisoners and while they continue to engaged; she was not reluctant. She played on the dark side, and Scarlett wanted an opponent. I wanted the beauty yet Scarlett wanted the animalistic nature. She wanted to be drenched in her juices, whereas I wanted to shower in her waters form. Sweet as a Southern Tea on the hottest day of August. We were parched, that we could both agree on.”
By Jay Williams7 years ago in Filthy
The Indulgent Woman
She gazed out of the window at the city below, tapping her fingers impatiently on the glass as she waited for the phone to ring. Even in the darkness the city was beautiful, sparkling and shimmering at her feet… She was beautiful too. Sitting there by the window, legs crossed, slowly sipping wine as she thought about him. He was late again, busy working in one of the skyscrapers she could just see from her apartment. It was getting cold, and goosebumps were starting to appear on her bare skin, contrasting with the gorgeous silk and delicate tulle of her lingerie. It was delivered today, and as she opened the box, she could imagine his lips curve into a smile when she would stand before him, her body shaded by the decadent black embroidery and straps running along her breasts and waist.
By Alexandra Delaco7 years ago in Filthy
The Life of a Three-Way Marriage, Exploring Dark Desires (Pt. 2)
Part 2 Chapter 5: Isabella's Submission Coming in from a long day of fun, Isabella walked straight into the bathroom to have a 'quick' shower. Yes quick, her showers were never quick. She would spend close to 30 minutes holding the shower head on her clit, making herself orgasm continuously. She loved it, and so did we. When she finished, she would come out, hair dripping and hanging over her tits, pushing her pussy into my face as he watched. He always watched. Sometimes he couldn't resist and he would take her for himself, leaving me sitting there, with only my own hand for company. I didn't mind of course, but sometimes, maybe.
By Kayleigh Taylor7 years ago in Filthy
